I was someplace Long ago Small town It’s all black & white They’re going
Let’s get real... The strangers that look like brothers & sister on the end of the bar...
The purple ring of fire guides my heart burning lust shed the innocence of my youth
There are some things that even fate can’t fight
The hunt was on For seeking truth, Seeking answers Locked & loaded They begin
Pains, veins The crying god Souls lost forever to hell Tortured and tormented All is not well
The funny thing is I used to believe The problem Lied inside myself Like maybe
I smell you then I realize it’s the
You’ve changed me I’m still not sure is it just my mind that’s taken over controlling me
I must collect myself for I am slipping
Your diluting how I feel All these questions all this applied distance
Alone she sits with her shoulders against the sky pondering
What we can’t have... Addiction... Self Control... Games... Choice...
The Lunatic, The Lover, The Poe… I have so many feelings sometimes just bursting to get out The lunatic –sometimes I get ahea… of myself, I wish I could stop
She always hid behind her hair it was her safety until one day someone made her smile she smiled so hard